A couple of weeks ago, I was cooking tea for my family. Everything was going to plan. I had enlisted the help of my dad to act as sous-chef and we were on schedule to serve up at half-past six. We were cooking Vegan Falafel wraps, served on a homemade flatbread, with sweet potato fries and salad. I had specifically asked my mum to kindly keep out of the kitchen, as I like to be in control when cooking for everyone.
Due to gluten intolerances in the family, I was using Gluten Free flour for the flatbreads. They’re easy to make with just yoghurt (vegan, of course!) and flour in equal measures – it’s an easy way of doing Jamie Oliver’s flatbreads.
Anyway, the time came for me to prepare and fry the flatbreads. I’d made the mixture in advance with no problems, despite the dough being a little wet. However, when I rolled out the dough, everything started to go wrong.
The dough stuck to my hands and the rolling pin. Then, when I added more flour, the breads just crumbled. I was getting very distressed and losing control of the situation. I just couldn’t get the breads how I wanted them. I’d forgotten about the fries in the oven and still needed to fry the Falafel. It was all going wrong.
My parents came into the kitchen and came to the rescue. My mum took charge of the breads, adding a little olive oil and re-rolling. My dad poured me a beer and calmed me down.
It’s said that too many cooks spoil the broth. I also know I like to be in control.
But this story was my Necessary Humiliation for today. It’s another example of how I can’t do everything on my own. I can’t always be in control. The world just doesn’t work like that. We are dependent on other people, whether we like it or not, and despite our culture telling us we have to be independent.
Actually, it’s building relationships through inter-dependence that makes our lives a lot easier.
When was the last time others came to your aid and worked with you?